Humane Yongchang

Chapter 179

"The old man's condition was not very good a few days ago..."

Outside the lobby of Panlongzhai, Chen Shou and Chen Sheng, father and son, dressed in burlap and filial piety, stood facing the mourning hall in the lobby.

Chen Shou held the hookah in his arms, his brows couldn't hide his grief, and he sucked the leek leaves one after another, puffing out smoke like a chimney, "Eat, can't eat, drink, can't drink, sleep and sleep. Not steady, my hands and feet are frozen like ice cubes, and I keep yelling at the heat, sometimes awake, sometimes confused, often thinking of me as your grandfather."

"My third uncle and I have discussed, let you put aside the affairs of the county for a while, and come back to send the old man the last ride, lest you recall this matter in the future and feel regretful."

"When I didn't want to say it, the old man was still confused. As soon as I heard your name, I immediately stopped being confused. Hey, pointing at me and your third uncle's nose is a scolding, saying that at this time, I will let you throw such a big Chen. Don't care, come to serve him a dying old man, do you want hundreds of thousands of people to poke your spine..."

Chen Sheng listened to his narration quietly, stared fixedly at the mourning hall inside, and pursed his lips hard.

He didn't know what to say.

It was too late to say anything.

In his previous life, he was brought up by his grandparents.

He doesn't really know how to get along with his parents.

Instead, he will feel very comfortable getting along with people from his grandparents' generation.

Chen Sanye has no blood relationship with him.

But Chen Sanye's love for him, he can feel it.

Along the way, without the unreserved support and love of the third master Chen, it is hard to say whether he could have gotten to where he is today so smoothly.

But the old father's father loves Iron Fist, he must have eaten several times...

"Don't be too sad, the old man walked away...respectably."

Chen Shou sensed Chen Sheng's sadness, and handed him the hookah in his hand. After being rejected by Chen Sheng with a wave of his hand, Chen Shou snorted and said, "Last night was the night I watched with my third uncle, and the old man sat upright. After struggling for a long time, when I was ugly, it suddenly stopped. Not only did I sit up and eat a small bowl of rice cereal, but I also took a night pot and urinated, and then I lay back comfortably on the couch with a smile on my face. He closed his eyes and called him again, and he was silent..."

ugly time.

Four watchdog days...

Chen Sheng suddenly thought of something, covered his cheeks with his hands and rubbed his face a few times, but then asked with difficulty: "Before the third master leaves, is there anything else to explain?"

"Explain..."

Chen Shou thought for a moment, and said uncertainly: "When the old man was still awake, he seemed to have said something... By the way, he said that after he died, he would not enter his ancestral grave, but would be buried on the mountain behind Panlong Village. Chaochen County, he said that he went to see the place, it is a treasure land of feng shui, Panlong Village is the prosperous place of our Chen family, and someone must sit down there to suppress the feng shui."

"If you don't ask, I've almost forgotten about it... No wonder your third uncle asked people to pull all the stones here!"

"No, I have to discuss this matter with your third uncle. No matter what, I can't let his old man lie alone in this barren mountain..."

Chen Shou walked quickly into the lobby, and went to look for Chen San, who was guarding the spirit.

Chen Sheng stood alone outside the lobby, staring at the coffin on the mourning hall, slowly chewing what Chen Shou said just now, his vision gradually blurred.

……

Chen Sanye is over seventy years old, and he is about to die, which is a rare joy and mourning.

The Chen family is not what it used to be, and the clan elders are dying.

Therefore, Chen Sanye's funeral is solemn and cumbersome.

Conjuration, small restraint, big restraint, clothing, burial...

It took more than a month to complete a complete set of funeral rituals.

In the past month or so, Chen Sheng ran between Chen County and Panlong Village, handling affairs in the county while guarding the spirit of Third Master Chen as the eldest grandson.

In the middle of the journey, I had to cheer up and deal with the condolence messengers sent by many nobles and dignitaries who knew or did not know from the county and outside the county.

The prefectural government, the county governor of Liangjun, the governor of Chenliu, the Xiang family, the Meng family... and even the Ren Xiao of Xuzhou sent a team to come to express condolences. "The great virtuous teacher is very admirable for the bravery of adults" and so on.

Chen Sheng thought at first that it was Li Si who passed on the funeral of the Chen family.

That old guy is like a courtesan. Kyushu is full of old friends, and all kinds of strange news channels have almost reached the realm of knowing the world's affairs without leaving home.

To be able to spread such a trivial matter so much in such a short period of time, apart from Li Si, Chen Sheng really couldn't think of a second person.

However, when he asked Li Si, Li Si denied it... In his own words, at his age, how could he not know what to say and what not to say?

This is very interesting!

It was only then that Chen Sheng suddenly realized that he had unknowingly reached the cusp of the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

……

Chen Shou, Chen Sheng, father and son, failed to hold on to Chen San in the end, and invited Chen Sanye back to his ancestral grave.

In the end, according to Chen Sanye's last wish, his tomb was set up on the top of the back mountain of Panlongzhai.

Chen Sheng asked Fan Zeng, the world's leading Xuanmen, to see that piece of land.

Fan Zengyan's land had wind, no water, shade and no support. Even if it took effort to transform it, it could only be counted as the acupuncture point of Zhongji at most.

However, because the Red Army started here, in addition to the geomantic feng shui, there is a bit more magnificent atmosphere of reorganizing the mountains and rivers.

It is just the right fit with the fate of Chen Sanye's half-life military and half-life wandering.

It will not be too bad, it will bring disaster to future generations and damage the luck of the Chen family.

It will not be too good, the virtue is not matched, and it will lead to disaster.

In the future, if the Red Shirts can climb higher and higher, the weather here will also rise.

And Chen Sanye, as one of the founders of the Red Army, can accept this atmosphere.

Even if the feng shui of this place changes in the future and condenses the veins of the snake, it will not be unsuitable for virtue!
After Chen Sheng heard this, his heart finally felt a lot better.

He cares about his career.

But no matter how much he cared, he couldn't make a close elder work hard for him before he was alive, and he had to suffer and suffer for himself after death.

007 Fortune News does not bring such oppressive people...

After Chen Sanye was buried.

Chen Sheng pulled Zhao Qing, who had lost a lot of weight, and ran home in a daze, and slept for two days and one night.

wake up.

I saw a bright and clean sunlight coming in from the window, illuminating the bedroom brightly.

He ran to the door with his hair disheveled and bare feet, "dong dong dong", opened the door, and the bright spring light came on his face, so shaking that he couldn't open his eyes.

He suddenly woke up.

Oh, so it's already spring...

The 58th year of Wang Wang when the building collapsed is gone.

It is now the first year of the new king's reign.

One year Wang...

(End of this chapter)